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[water splashing]

[creaking]

[sighs]

Good morning.
I'm Douglas Brackman.

I just moved into
apartment 209.

Andy Globas.

So who's your lawyer, Doug?

Excuse me?

Who's handling your divorce?

- Arnold Becker.
- Who said Arnold Becker?

- You're familiar with him?
- Familiar?

That lousy bastard tore me up
into tiny little pieces.

So if your lawyer's such
a killer,

what are you doing here, Doug?

Who is he kidding?

Men can't get a fair shake
in a California court,

Arnie Becker or
no Arnie Becker.

How long have you been here?

Oh, you know,

couple of years, give or take.

Four for George.

And what?
Going on five, right, Leo?

- Oh, God.
- Forget God.

He doesn't handle divorces.

But what about
the stewardesses?

I've heard this
place was swarming.

Hey, Leo, where's all
the stewardesses today?

Sharing condos at the Marina,

looking for rich guys.

Oh, my God.

Check it out.

[wolf whistle]

She's looking at me.

Andy: Be still, my heart.

Hey, you just move in?

Aren't you Douglas Brackman?

Yes.

You're a judge and a
partner in a big law firm?

Andy Globas, retail sales.

- I'm sorry. Do I know you?
- No.

We have a lot of
friends in common.

Really?

Like who?

- Your wife.
- Uh-oh.

Summons and complaint.

Nice chains.

[theme music]

[music continues]

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[instrumental music]

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[elevator door opens]

Oh, whoofie.

You can say that again.
Are we having lunch?

Uh-uh.
I have something else in mind.

Where and when? I'll be there.

I'll call you
with a room number.

- I love you.
- Me, too, Jimmy.

[door closing]

My dear, don't we look pumped?

What can I say?

I've become a slut puppy.

Snazzy outfit, Rox.

Thank you.

Uh-huh, must have
cost about what,

2 million, $3 million?

Elizabeth, if you'd
taken Jimmy's advice,

you could've made yourself
a little money last week.

How does he do it?

I mean, the stock
market's been so crazy.

I don't understand it either,

but Jimmy says

if you know what you are doing,

you can make money

whether the market
goes up or down.

Roxanne, do you think
we could hold off

on the investment seminar

until you get me
squared away for court?

What do you need?
The Seaver file.

I can't find a copy of
the shrink's report.

Think I put it on
your credenza.

It's only a major custody trial

of my client's access
to his only child

not to mention his reputation
hanging in the balance.

Otherwise, I
wouldn't be bothering you

with such mundane details.

Here and you are aware of that

even the court-appointed
shrink says

your client's a child molester.

Because that's what the
little girl told the shrink.

Because that's what her demented
mother coached her to say.

I don't know, Arnie.

The old saying, where
there's smoke, there's fire.

Thank you, Roxanne!

I appreciate the vote
of confidence.

Douglas: Arnold, I
need to talk to you.

- Not now, Douglas.
- Now.

Sheila had me served
over the weekend.

Give me a couple of days,

just till after
this trial is over.

Of course,
better you should service

the needs
of this child molester.

You know, I'm getting
real sick of this.

A hysterical ex-wife

makes a baseless,
vicious accusation

and a devoted father
stands convicted

until proven innocent.

Don't ever change, Arnie.

What are you trying
to say, Michael?

Well, it's just that if you
were representing the wife,

you'd be calling her a saint
and him a pervert.

- That's crap!
- Mm-hmm.

Look, I believed in this man

three years ago when
I handled his divorce

and I believe in him now.

If I didn't, I never
would've taken his case.

Unless the retainer
was big enough.

Oh, great, great.
Now I'm on trial, too.

Thanks a hell of a lot, guys.

Alright, that's more enough!

How about we let the
courts unravel that problem

while we deal with
one of our own,

namely, Benny Stulwicz.

What problem, I thought he was

totally cleared
on the rape charge.

That doesn't alter
the fact that he was picked up

wandering on
Hollywood Boulevard

late at night after frequenting
a porno house.

- He is a grown man.
- Exactly.

With all the sexual feelings
and needs of a grown man,

coupled with the
impulse control of a child.

- We don't know that.
- Well, actually you're right.

The truth is, there's a lot
we don't know about Benny,

maybe because we've
been afraid to find out.

I didn't observe any problems

when he was staying with me.

Did you ever
really talk to him?

- Sure.
- Is that so?

Did you ask him what
he does with his time

when he's not at work?

- Not in so many words--
- What about his sexual desires?

How does he channel them?

Does he know anything
about birth control?

You know, it's even possible
his mother

might have had him vasectomized.

Did you ever ask
him about that?

With all due respect, Leland,

why is this my responsibility?

No, no, it's our responsibility

because Benny works here.

And more than that
because we made a pact

with his mother that
we'd look after him.

It was Abby who did that.

Let her deal with this.

I personally feel

Benny would be
too uncomfortable

talking to a woman
about these matters.

So, gentlemen,

cutting to the chase,
do I have a volunteer?

Well, I'd do it, Leland,

but my feeling is that

Benny associates me with that

whole rape charge nightmare

and well, ever
since it happened,

he can barely
look me in the eye.

Me? Oh, I...

I don't think we have that
kind of rapport, Benny and I.

As much as I like the
guy, I barely know him.

Okay, before this gets
around to me again,

I'd like to say that
I've been more involved

with Benny and his various
life crises than anyone,

and right now,
I'm late for court.

What about you, Leland?

You're the real
paterfamilias around here.

Now I think it would
be easier for Benny

if it came from someone
closer to his own age.

You're right. It should
be a contemporary.

So... where does that leave us?

- Me.
- You will do it?

Yeah, sure, I mean,
what's the big deal here?

I did the birds and the bees
with my little

brother and my cousins.

I guess I can do it with Benny.

[telephone ringing]

Benny.

Hi, Victor.

How was your weekend?

[pouring]

What do you mean?

Did you do anything
this weekend?

No, I didn't do anything.

I stayed inside the whole time,

except Saturday morning
I went to the supermarket.

Well, that doesn't
sound too good.

[telephone ringing]

That's alright.

You don't have to
worry about me. I'm...

I won't hurt anybody.

Hey, hey, Benny,
nobody says you will.

So where do you like to go?

I... uh... used to like
to go to the zoo,

but I haven't been there
since I got into trouble.

What do you say you and I
take a ride

up there at lunchtime?

- Today?
- Sure.

How come, Victor?

Look at animals?

Victor: Sounds good?

- I guess so. Okay.
- Okay.

[telephone ringing]

Let me ask you, Ken,
have you read a copy

of the court-appointed
psychiatrist's report?

Yes.

Reading from the
concluding paragraph...

"Based on successive interviews
with the child and her mother,

"there is the strong impression
that certain

and inappropriate touching
of a sexual nature took place."

That is a total lie.

When your daughter
stayed at your house

over the weekend of
January 15th through 17th

or any other time,

did you ever touch her
in a sexual manner?

No, absolutely not.

I'm affectionate with her, yes,

but there's nothing improper
or sexual about it.

Your daughter told the
court-appointed psychiatrist

and I quote... "Daddy touched
me and made me cry."

The only thing I can think is

her mother has been mad at me,

so she told Katie to say that.

Nothing further.

Didn't your ex-wife
tell you repeatedly

that it was inappropriate
to bring your

8-year-old daughter
into bed with you?

Well, she complained about
a lot of things.

Yet on the Sunday in question,

you proceeded to do so?

She crawled into my bed
to watch cartoons.

Now what is wrong with that?

You don't think it's wrong

to fondle your
daughter's private parts?

Objection!

- Sustained.
- I'll rephrase.

Did you ever fondle your
daughter's private parts?

No.

Mr. Seaver,

didn't you once tell
your former wife

that you got a sexual turn-on

from giving your
daughter a bath?

No! This is absurd.

Would it help your recollection

if I told you that your wife
is prepared to testify to it?

Hey, why not?
She's made up everything else.

Filthy liar, you did it...

Why don't you tell them
why you're making up--

Please sit down.

You bring your 8-year-old child
into bed with you,

you buy her silence
with toys and candy.

Where do you think
Katie picked up her

incestual ideation,
Mr. Seaver, sesame street?

- Objection!
- No, From her mother!

Your honor, she's
got Katie so messed up,

she probably
believes it by now!

Mr. Seaver, please sit down.

I'm sorry.

So, it's your word

against your daughter's,
is that right?

It is my word
against my wife's.

We'll see, Mr. Seaver.

Nothing further.

[birds cawing]

[indistinct]

Are you hungry?

Victor?

Mm-hmm?

Are-- are--

Are you going to fire me?

Benny, why do you think that?

Oh, I don't know,
everybody's mad at me

since they had to come
and get me out of jail.

No, Benny, we're
concerned about you.

- Nobody wants you to be hurt.
- Okay.

I don't go out anymore at all.

Nobody wants you to do that.

I won't do
anything bad, Victor.

I won't go to those bad places.

Look, Benny, sex isn't bad.

Everybody... everybody
has sexual desires.

I can make them go away.

I can keep my head down when I
walk by the store

with the dirty magazines.

I can wash my face
and count to 100.

My mom told me

I can grab my wrist
like this and squeeze.

Hey, Benny, Benny,

you don't have to do that.

I don't know what else to do.

Man: Hey, stranger.

Haven't seen you for a while.

- Hi, Ruben.
- Who's your friend?

- Victor.
- Hi, Victor.

Boy, did you guys miss out

on a commotion around here.

The new gorilla,
named Little Willie,

first time they
put him in the cage,

he took off after Momo
and practically broke his arm.

And then he got real bad.

You see Mrs. Tubbs in there?

He grabbed her around
the middle

and got real rough with her.

When you pick on the
female of the species,

you really get
people in an uproar.

W-- w-- what are they
g-- g-- gonna do to him?

They got him in isolation,
all doped up like a zombie.

Day after tomorrow
they bring him back.

But you know what
they got to do him first?

Strap him down and one by one

take out all his teeth,

and then they're
gonna take his mitts

and break every knuckle.

No way. They can't do
that. That isn't true.

It is.
I talked to a guy who knows.

And if that don't
calm him down,

they put him back in solitary.

Wh-- why do they do that?

You can't let him go around
hurting the women, Benny.

Benny: He didn't mean to.

He was new here.

He didn't know anybody.

Hey, if it was up to me,
you know what I'd do?

I'd do like they
do with the dogs,

I'd nip the old sex
drive right in the bud,

if you get my drift.

No, they can't do that.

They won't do that, Benny.

Hey, it's for his
own good, Benny.

I mean, it's better than
spending 30 or 40 years

in a box by yourself.

[gasps]

Benny! Benny!

Aside from the fact that
we're seriously in love,

I've made more money
in the last two weeks

than in three months'
worth of paychecks.

- Has he ever been wrong?
- Not so far.

I wouldn't have the nerve.

All I know is
I've been working full-time

since I was 19 years old,

and this is the first
time I've ever had

enough money to buy a new car.

Just in what you've
made in two weeks?

Yep.

What do you even do?

You pick up the phone,
you call a stockbroker,

and you tell him what
you want him to do.

And that's it?

Want to hear the tip du jour?

- Nah.
- Yeah.

Put options on
Kronstadt industries

anytime before Friday.

What happens Friday?

I'm just telling you
what Jimmy told me.

Put options?

[door closes]

[dialing]

Hello. Jack Fishback, please.

Jack? Hi. Ann Kelsey.

Fine. Listen, I want to run
something by you.

What would you think if I said
that I wanted to take a flyer

and go short on some stock?

Kronstadt industries.

Say $10,000 worth.

It was really great.

I'm just getting him
to open up a little,

telling him it's okay
to have sexual feelings

when this old
janitor comes along

and scares the hell out of him

with horror stories

about this rogue ape
beating up on females.

Then he went nuts.

Oh, where is he now?

Hiding out in the file
room. He won't talk at all.

Leland, you're a
trustee of the zoo.

Can't you pull rank
and do something?

Oh, wait a second.

When did we go
from sex education

to animal conservation?

Look, I may be
wrong, but I think that if

we can reunite Little
Willie and his girlfriend,

we have a real chance
to get through to Benny.

- That's the ape's girlfriend?
- Yeah, I did some checking.

It seems Little Willie was
at the Stockton zoo.

When they closed
down, they sent him here.

At the same time, there was a
female gorilla named Annabelle.

She happened to be his
companion since birth.

They sent her to Bakersfield.

I fail to make the
connection, but...

It's simple.

I think Benny identifies with

what happened to Little Willie.

And he's feeling so
ashamed and isolated

and scared of his own feelings,
so he's made himself

a prisoner in his own house.

If we can show him
that people care

and that there's a chance

for Little Willie
to have a good life,

then maybe Benny
will start to believe

that there's a chance
for him, too.

Thank you, Dr. Freud.

Come on, Leland, make the call.

Who knows, they might name
the first born after you.

- Good morning.
- Hi.

[door opens]

Katie, this is Judge Phillips.

Hello, Katie.

This is Mr. Becker.

Hi.

And you know Mrs. Levine.

Okay, come on, honey,

sit down here next to me.

Katie, do you know
why you're here?

I know you're scared,

but there's nothing
to be afraid of.

You haven't done
anything wrong.

You're just here
to answer some questions.

Is that okay with you?

Good.

Miss Levine and Mr. Becker

are going to question you.

And I want you
to tell the truth

just as you know it.

Okay?

Katie, sometimes
you stay with mommy

and sometimes you
stay with daddy, right?

When you stay with daddy,

does he do things to you

that make you feel
uncomfortable?

I don't think she understands
what you're asking.

Um, when you stay with daddy,

does he touch
you in bad places?

Katie, can you answer?

I don't know.

I know it's hard, honey,

but you got to tell
us what happened.

Katie, when you talked
to Dr. Breech,

do you remember
you told her that

daddy touched you
where he shouldn't?

Objection. She's putting words
in the child's mouth.

- Katie?
- No.

Don't make me say bad things
about my daddy.

Katie,

would it be easier for
you to talk to me alone?

No, I just want to go home.

This isn't gonna
work, your honor.

I'm gonna take her outside.

Obviously, she's terrified
by these proceedings.

The girl can't testify to what

never happened
in the first place.

I have to tell you,
I'm very troubled...

Not only by what
I've been hearing,

but also by what
I haven't heard.

Which is why I see
no alternative

but to modify
the existing order

and grant custody
to the mother.

Your honor, no.

What would you
do in my position?

These are horrendous
allegations.

Which is all they are.

There's not one scintilla
of medical evidence

that say she's been harmed
in anyway.

It's true that the evidence
is not unequivocal,

but this is not a
criminal proceeding.

I have to make my judgment

based on what's best
for the child.

And I'm sorry.
I cannot take the risk.

What risk, you've heard
two psychiatrists testify

to his fitness as a parent.

And I've heard
another psychiatrist

testify that the child
said she'd been molested.

The child adores her father.

Loss of contact
would be devastating.

Which is why I'm going
to grant him weekly visitation

supervised by an adult who is
agreeable to both parties.

At least grant me a stay
of the order pending appeal.

I'm sorry, I can't do that.

You're free to re-petition
the court at some later date

if there is a change
in circumstances.

This is outrageous.

The ruling stands.

[shuffles]

[door opens]

[upbeat music]

Douglas, I'm sorry
things have been so hectic.

- How's the new apartment?
- A nightmare.

[door closes]

Oh, she's got Ivan McCarry .
Good.

Good. Things will
get hot very fast.

Douglas: I've heard
he's a bomber.

Yeah, Ivan and I have
gone a few rounds.

But you think you
can you beat him?

Douglas, I'm gonna eat this
guy for breakfast.

He took a nick out of me in a
case six months ago, I owe him.

When we go to Sheila,
she will be laid out so flat,

she will not know what hit her.

- Speak.
- Two-pronged assault.

First, you defer your
bonus until next year.

Second, friend, let me ask you,

did Sheila ever execute
a power of attorney?

When she went in the hospital
to have Alexander.

Great, you use it to take out a
second mortgage on the house,

wipe out every
last penny of equity.

Let them come
looking for the cash.

I love it. I just love it.

McCarry is going to scream like
a stuck pig. It'll be fun.

[telephone ringing]

[door closes]

[telephone ringing]

- How's it going today?
- Great.

- I owe you a dinner.
- Did you cash out?

I made $1,100. I
can't believe it.

Is this the best?

Did someone else
make a telephone call

she wasn't planning to make?

Two telephone calls. One
to buy and one to sell.

Roxanne, you are a wise
and generous person.

How much did you win?
you know, I mean make?

$9,000.

Oh, my God!

Roxanne?

Where's the rest
of the Seaver file?

I put them back
in the file room.

Did it ever occur
to you I might need

to get started on an appeal?

I'll get the file.

- I'll get it myself.
- Arnie, I'll get them.

How can you pull yourself away
from your stock ticker?

Has it replaced
general hospital

as required afternoon viewing?

Why, you're all the
rage around here,

a real financial guru.

How about that.

Yeah, so where's it coming from?

- What?
- The stock tips.

I know you're not
thinking them up yourself.

- Jimmy.
- Jimmy?

A man I've been seeing.

- Since when?
- Since about two weeks.

Why is this Jimmy person
such an authority

on the stock market or anything
else for that matter?

He happens to be an attorney
right here in the building,

Levi, Strahler , and Hinckle.

Levi and Strahler
is an arbitrage firm, Rox.

So?

So it's illegal to buy
and sell stocks

based on insider information.

- Oh, come on, Arnie.
- Come on, Arnie?

This guy's an operator and he's
gonna take

a fall as sure
as I'm standing here.

And when he does,
you're going with him.

- You don't even know him.
- I don't want to.

You can't stand it that I have

a boyfriend
who loves me, can you?

Let's see how much he loves you

if your butt lands in jail.

In other words, it's alright
for Arnie Becker

to be financially independent,

but God forbid Roxanne Mellman
should get a little of the pie.

Did it ever occur
to you that I might be

genuinely concerned about you?

Not for a split second.

Where's Katie?

- What has he done with her?
- What?

Your client snatched the child

from the school playground
at 10:30 this morning.

[sighs]

Oh, God.

[telephone ringing]

[thudding]

Let me be blunt here.
What do you know about it?

You think I'd actually counsel
my client to commit a felony?

I probably shouldn't
answer that.

Come on, I told you
this was a waste of time.

My only regret
is that we didn't make

it a police matter
in the first place.

Wait, wait. Hold on.

Putting a felony
warrant out on Ken

isn't gonna get
your child back.

Let me put an
investigator on it.

And when I do locate him,

if I could give him
some sort of incentive

to surrender Katie, like,
telling him that you'd agree

to unsupervised visitation...

How dare you try to
manipulate my client.

Your client is a kidnapper
and a molester.

He should be in prison and we're
gonna see that he gets there.

Come on, Rita.

[door opens]

He isn't.

He isn't what?

He isn't a molester.

What?

I made it up.

I knew it! Damn it, I knew it!

You orchestrated
the entire thing.

No. It was you. You did it.

Me?

That agreement you forced
me to sign three years ago,

that wasn't a divorce,
it was a rape.

You and Ken just loved
ramming it to me, didn't you?

Give me a break, lady.

If you didn't think it was fair,
you should've gone to the court

for a modification, not brand
your husband

as the worst kind
of sex pervert.

You know, I always said

that the divorce
settlement didn't bother me,

that it was just money.

And then one Sunday,

I went to pick Katie up
at her father's house

at Malibu, and
she started to cry

because she didn't want
to leave.

It wasn't that she
loved her daddy more

she told me, it
was just that...

She really liked
having her own bedroom

with a big canopy bed,

and running to the ocean
with her sheepdog,

and playing tennis,
and swimming in the pool.

Hell, Ken even promised her
that if she came

to live with him full-time,

he'd buy her a pony.

A pony.

He was using the money
that he was cheating me

out of to get between me
and my daughter

and I hated him for it.

And I hated you.

Just so you understand,

I knew nothing about this.

Under the circumstances,

if you can get the child back,

we won't be seeking criminal
sanctions for kidnapping.

What about the joint custody?

Anything.

Anything, just...

Please.

Get her back.

[telephone ringing]

[door closes]

[scribbling]

[door closes]

- Hi.
- Hi.

Everything alright?

I brought you a present.

You're kidding.

Ann.

- Aren't you going to open it?
- Yeah.

My God!

You like it?

I love it.

It's absolutely beautiful.

It's a little
extravagant, isn't it?

That's kind of
what I like about it.

Yeah, but can we afford it?

I don't know about we,

but I was cleaning up
my desk the other day

and I found this
old savings account

that I had completely
forgotten about.

Well, you know how
I am about money.

And I guess you didn't feel
any overwhelming desire

to apply it to our
'88 quarterly taxes, did you?

That isn't very romantic.

- Ann, this--
- Stuart? I love you.

I wanted to give you something.

Can't you just accept that?

I guess I'm better at

giving than receiving.

Well, you better get
used to getting, Stuball,

because who knows? There may be
more where that came from.

You know, no one has ever given
me anything like this before.

That's because you never had
an extravagant wife before.

Well, I love it.

I love having an
extravagant wife.

This is something I could
definitely get used to.

I'm going to love
this watch forever.

You better.

[romantic music]

Pull out his teeth?
Break his hands?

Where on earth did
you get that idea?

Some old guy who
works at the zoo.

That's totally
false, Mr. Sifuentes,

we do not do that.

We have never done that.
We would never consider it.

I don't know of a
single zoo that would.

So what are you gonna
do with Little Willie?

Well, if he doesn't
settle down on his own,

we'll have to keep him sedated

or find another zoo for him.

What about Annabelle?

We have offered
Mr. Malvasi here

the first baby that's born
and a choice

of lesser apes
in exchange for Annabelle.

I don't know what
else we can do.

The first baby that's born.

Have you ever
heard the expression

"a bird in hand?"

How about an ape
in the newspaper?

What's that mean?

Romeo and Juliet
among the primates.

The big plaintive eyes
of two gorillas separated

by the callous
indifference of man.

This is a breeding pair

of a highly endangered
species being kept apart.

We already have a mate
for Annabelle.

She rejected him
during her last cycle.

Well, why not send
Willie to Bakersfield?

I don't want two males.

I cannot accept this impasse.

I'm afraid I don't see
a way out of it.

Well, damn it, you're
not looking hard enough.

We watch species become extinct

at the rate of one a year.

If you, as the
appointed guardians

of their existence can tell us
that anything is more important

than their procreation
and survival,

well, then, I think we
must seriously consider

just what it is about
us that's evolved.

Look, I don't relish being
the heavy here.

You find a way to send
that gorilla down here

and I will personally
pledge my

considerable
fund-raising efforts

on your behalf.

I'll make it worth
your while. Believe me.

[door opens]

Arnie?

Not now, Rox.

It's Ken Seaver
on the telephone.

[siren wailing in the distance]

[door closes]

[car approaching]

[door opens]

I was afraid you
weren't gonna show up.

- Where's Katie?
- Don't worry about it.

Where the hell is she, Ken?

She's being taken care of.

She is perfectly safe.

You know, this
is getting crazy.

You're in a lot of trouble.

If you're not prepared
to come in right now,

I can't be responsible
for what happens.

It's too late, Arnie.

You've won.

She signed an affidavit, Ken.

I don't care what she signed.

There's no way I'm
gonna get a fair deal

in front of that judge.

So this is how it's gonna be?

You're gonna be on the
run for the rest of your life?

If I come in, what happens?

There'll be another hearing.

The judge will look
at the new evidence.

He has your wife's
sworn statement.

What about me?

It's only been 24 hours.

I can make a case for
extreme emotional disturbance.

Given the circumstances
I can't imagine

that he'd go that hard on you.

And if you're wrong?

I'm telling you, Ken,
you don't have a choice.

[upbeat music]

Levine: My client
feels genuine remorse

about her prior lack
of veracity, your honor,

and has expressed
renewed determination

to put the past behind her

and to cooperate fully
with her ex-husband.

And joins him in asking

that the temporary
order be vacated

and the original joint custody
provisions be reinstated.

You'd like things back
the way they were,

is that right, Mrs. Seaver?

Yes, your honor.

And you, sir?

Your honor, I was
desperately afraid

of losing all contact
with my daughter.

I saw no way out
of the situation,

so I panicked.

I see.

Arnold: Your honor, you can
at least understand

and empathize with
the terrible wrongs

my client has endured.

Judge Phillips: Yes,
I can understand

and perhaps even empathize,

but I cannot and I will
not condone what he did.

I will not send a message

to every disgruntled parent

who comes into this court

that the answer to his
or her problem

lies in kidnapping a child.

And I have reviewed both
counsels' declarations

and the law on this matter.

I must tell you,

I have serious reservations

about the emotional capacities

of either the father
or the mother

to act in the best
interests of this child.

Now I'm going to take
this under submission,

but my present inclination

is to transfer this case
to the dependency court

and to place the child

in a foster home
pending their evaluation.

You're gonna give
my baby to strangers?

You can't give her to strangers.

Truthfully, from what I've heard

she would be better off.

And I advise both
you and your husband

to get into therapy

if you have any expectation

of having your daughter
back with you again.

Lastly, a word
for the attorneys.

Miss Levine,
Mr. Becker, I am dismayed

by the constant
parade of attorneys

whose agenda is simply to win,

and to win at all costs,

regardless of the lives

that are destroyed
in the process.

You pour gasoline

on an already
incendiary situation,

and then you seem
genuinely surprised

when the fire has consumed

everything in it's path.

At the very least, you two

have contributed
to the adversarial climate

which has fostered
and exacerbated

this family's misery,

and I strongly urge both
of you to go back and think

long and hard

about your
conduct in this case.

We're adjourned.

[indistinct chattering]

[telephone ringing]

[door closes]

Arnold.

File it.

Arnold, listen,
I've had a thought.

[telephone ringing]

[door closes] I've got $100,000
in a C.D. Account.

I'm thinking,
supposing I cash it,

wash it through a couple
of dummy corporations,

then reconvert into jewelry,

which we could stash
say in a safety deposit box

in the Cayman Islands.

We can cover our tracks

by claiming it went
into a failed business.

I don't want to do
it, Douglas, any of it.

What?

Look, Sheila has been a good
wife to you for a lot of years.

If you're reasonable,
I'm sure she'd be willing

to meet you halfway.

Halfway?

You're supposed to be
my tactician, not my shrink.

You asked for my advice, if you
don't want to take it,

get yourself another lawyer.

What has gotten into you?

Maybe if the two of
you didn't have any kids

and you just wanted
to wail on each other,

but like this,
Douglas, it's-- it's--

There's just-- there's
too much at stake.

I certainly hope this
isn't how you're handling

your other clients.

With legal advice like this,

you'll be out of business
in six months.

Maybe everybody
will be better off.

Get another lawyer, Douglas.

I'm not gonna be able
to do this right now.

I guess I was wrong
about Ken Seaver.

It's really kind of a hard break
for him, huh?

It's pretty hard.

Maybe it's easy to
get the wrong idea

about somebody if you don't know
the whole situation.

What's that supposed to mean?

I misjudged Ken Seaver.

Isn't it possible
you misjudged Jimmy?

For God's sakes, Roxanne, no!

Oh, you are so close-minded,
self-centered, self-indulgent--

That's it! I've had as
much as I can take!

I'm going for a massage.

[telephone ringing]

Thanks, man.

Well, Benny, 4:00 today,
come get me in my office.

- Why, Victor?
- Surprise.

What kind of surprise?

A good one.

[telephone ringing]

Jimmy.

I got a choice for you.

We can spend the
weekend at Laguna Nigel

in a suite
overlooking the ocean,

and live off room
service and sunshine.

Or?

Or we can go to
the city of industry

and take a room
in the motel six

and listen to the trucks
outside of our window

and test the depth of
our love for one another.

I'll take Laguna Nigel.
Easier test.

[buzzing]

Arnold Becker.

He's here.

It's for you.

Yeah, hello.

What?

You... you didn't.

Why didn't you just
tell them I was gone?

Mr. Markham?
You are James Markham?

Yeah.

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Please stand with
your feet apart

and place your hands
on the edge of that desk.

Mr. Markham, I'm now
placing you under arrest

for violation of section 10-B

of the securities and
exchange act of 1934.

You have the right
to remain silent.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot
afford an attorney,

one will be appointed
by the court.

Anything you say,
can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

Okay, fellas, let's go.

Wait a second. Where
are you taking him?

What's your name?

She doesn't have a name.

Just sit tight, my
firm will have me

out of there in a
couple of hours.

Don't count on it.

Michael, what's section 10-B?

Securities fraud...

Most likely
insider information.

Where do they take him?

Lockup, federal court building.

I'm gonna go down there.

I wouldn't recommend that.

Well, someone's
got to bail him out.

Yeah, but you don't
have that kind of money.

I've got $15,000.

Roxanne, I'm not gonna ask you

where you got
that kind of money,

but if you post his
bail, the feds will.

[telephone ringing]

Poor Roxanne. What a trauma.

I feel terrible for her.

I can't believe this
guy was trading

on inside information.

Gee, I don't know.

I just hope he didn't
drag her into it.

What do you mean?

Well, yeah, you got to notice,

you got a new car, clothes.

The feds take this
stuff pretty seriously.

Believe me, if she profited
by inside information,

they're going to get her.

- Really?
- Yeah.

What if she gave someone a tip
to secretary or something?

- They're finished, too.
- Jail?

Well, at the very least,
they got civil liability.

They'll be forced to disgorge
any profits that they made.

Any way you look at it,
it's not a pretty picture.

Oh, my God.

Oh, look, there's
nothing more we can do.

And according to my new watch,

we'd better get home and change

we're gonna be late for dinner.

[excited thumping]

Benny: He looks happy.

Yeah.

I guess Annabelle
makes all the difference.

How about you? Happy?

I don't know.

Sometimes I wish

that there was somebody for me.

How do you know there isn't?

My mom told me.

She said not to wish
for things I couldn't have,

like driving a car or
playing with children

or going to the
movies with a girl.

Maybe your mom
was wrong, Benny.

No.

You know, my mom told me
I couldn't be a lawyer.

She didn't say it to be mean.
She loved me a lot.

She just didn't want me
to be disappointed.

Guess what.

I'm a lawyer.

Is your mom mad at you?

Oh, no.

She just wanted me to be happy.

I think that's what your
mom wanted for you.

You know, Benny,
I've done some checking

and there's a center here
in Los Angeles.

I've got bus directions
on how to get there.

They do all kind of things,
they have dances and mixers,

lots of nice girls.

They wouldn't like me.

I think they'd like you a lot.

Are they retarded?

Yeah, they are.

Huh.

Worth a try.

Maybe if one of them liked me,

maybe we could keep each
other company sometimes.

Yeah.

That's what people do
for each other, Benny.

Let's go.

[calm music]

[theme music]